Earn your flaws young child

So that you may bravely stand for all

Your blemishes and imperfections

Are a part of which there is no wrong.

The flawless way such mistakes are made,

The naivety in which their lessons paid,

You must work for such stories!

For one day you will tell

Of how you had a fear to drive

Of how you tripped and scarred your thigh

Of why you’re careful to protect your heart

Of why you sometimes tremble in the dark

You must earn such flaws young child!

For one day you too will learn

Such things were never flaws at all.